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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Jul 26, 2010 20:01:58 GMT -5
Sitting in a small clearing in the Crimson woods was two boys, one with jet black locks and the other with long light-blond curls. A blanket was laid out under a large oak tree, and the dark haired male was holding the other in his arms. Today had been the couples day off, they had decided to have a good 'ol fashioned date. They had a little picnic in the woods and the sun would be setting in about an hour so it was more of a dinner meal then a lunch. The dark haired man smiled softly and held the blond between his knees, he was leaning up against the tree as he kissed the blond's forehead.
" This is really calming Kristopher... And your cooking is still as amazing as ever!" The Frenchman sighed dreamily and took a bite of whatever the blond had made for their dinner-date. Augusta leaned his head back against the bark of the tree and closed his eyes. He let out a deep sigh before cuddling his little blond counterpart, he was so happy for moments like this. They made up for all the crap they had to deal with some days. Some days it was Heaven and others it was Hell, But Augy couldn't ever get enough of this, him and Kristopher.
He just couldn't see himself with anybody else. Augy was just made to have Kris next to him.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jul 26, 2010 20:12:11 GMT -5
The blond had made himself rather comfortable between the older boy's legs and leaned back into Augusta after he shifted a bit. He smiled at the kiss to the forehead and flicked the bread Augusta had been chewing on above him. "You're going to get crumbs in my hair." He teased good naturally.
Day's like this was few and far inbetween, but much like Augusta, he loved them just as much. The air was warm and the weather comfortable. With the sun making its way down, just added to the most wonderful day the two had spent together. A little walk, talk, laughs and a good meal. Yep, the day couldn't get any better then this!
Snuggling against his seme, the blond smirk, raising a hand he patted Augusta against the face affectionately. "It's good to know my cooking skills havent gone bad. See, I told you I could make anything you wanted." Granted, it took a while to make but he thought all the little bits of food where pretty good.
Slumping a little, so that his head rested firmly against his counterparts chest, the blond tilted his one-eye head up to stare at the french man. "So, now that we had all the fun in the world, ate, played around, and dodged a lot of boogies...now what is on our list of things to do?" He asked, poking Augusta under the chin. "I'm not ready to go back home and to bed." A sly smile touched his adorable lips then, his tongue poking out childishly.
"Hmm?"
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Jul 26, 2010 20:44:01 GMT -5
"You're going to get crumbs in my hair."
Augusta chuckled lightly, " yeah... so what?" he teased and winked at the blond. He munched some more on the bread and smiled. God he was so happy right now. He didn't need anything else right now. He just wanted to freeze time and stay in this moment forever. He didn't want to go back to being a slave, or even being the heir to a multi-billion dollar company. He just wanted to be right here, with Kris. Even if they had so many fights, and Augusta was starting to turn into a monster, Augy couldn't think of anything else in the world that made him happier then Kristopher did. " It's like having my own little personal chef..." he said softly and kept his head back and leaned against the tree. " Little Blond Chef..." Chuckle, chuckle.
"So, now that we had all the fun in the world, ate, played around, and dodged a lot of boogies...now what is on our list of things to do? I'm not ready to go back home and to bed. Hmm?"
Augy felt him being poked and he looked down, his black orbs stared into that one emerald green eye. The scar on his right eye was not healing as wee as Gloria said it would, so he'd most likely have the dark line running from his eyebrow down his cheekbone from now on. The Frenchman didn't expect the scar to go away that easily, he knew better. Pushing up his glasses. Augusta smiled, he leaned down and let his lips touch Kris's gently. Like a teasing gesture he pulled away just far enough he could speak. " Now when you say things like that, people might get the wrong ideas..." he said and then used his other hand to brush back the blonds long locks out of his face.
Augusta sighed and then had to show off. He found it hard to speak to Kris when he was sitting like so. Instead Augy decided to move the blond, he held the blond mans hips and turned him around so that Kris was facing Augy. He made it easier and just had the blond sit in his lap whilst the blonds legs were able to either stretch out behind the Frenchman, or curl around the darker haired mans hips.
" Hmm... you actually look taller from here..." he teased Kris as he held the blond at his waist and lower back. It was true, since Kris was sitting on Augy's crossed legs, Kris was a bout three inches taller, forcing Augy to look up at Kristopher. " The sunset is going to be gorgeous tonight..." he said and laid his head on the blonds shoulder.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jul 26, 2010 20:58:37 GMT -5
"So what? So I don't want crumbs in my hair." he laughed and shook his hair out with a hand to make sure there was no bread in it. Only a few flakes of beard tumbled out but Kris didn't make a deal out of it. It mostly made him smile and shake his head slowly, he as already amused but the crumbs and hearing him being called a little blond chef made him raise a brow. "Oh, is that all I'm good for? Cooking?" he teased.
Still looking up, he didn't mind the scar on Augusta's face, hell, he hardly noticed it anymore. But what he didn't like was the teasing kiss. The small uke pouted lightly. "I wasn't finished with that." He remarked, reaching up to bring Augusta into another kiss, however that didn't happen as he was lifted slight and moved into the older ones lap.
" Now when you say things like that, people might get the wrong ideas..."
"Oh, and like I care about that." He stated, resting his arms lazily across Augusta shoulders, laughing at the idea of him being any taller. Running a hand through the black hair he snickered, "Gee, you calling me short, Mr?" He teased, "I'm only a few inches short then you and not by much. I'm still growing."
Or so the nineteen year old liked to say.
Kristopher chose to position his legs out past Augusta, then on second thought, he firmly wrapped them around his waist and snuggled in close. Now that he was comfortable, he smiled at Augusta words.
" The sunset is going to be gorgeous tonight..."
"Ah-huh." He agreeded fingers drumming on Augusta's back, however a more sly look was on the eye patch face of Krissy. He had an idea, a rather fun on at that. Musing to himself for a moment, he cocked his head to the side, nipping at the soft skin of his lovers neck. He smiled against the soft skin, when he finished his nip.
"Hey," He all but purred, "Know what will make it even more gorgeous?" He said slyly, moving against him in a suggestive manner. Oh yeah, the sunset was going to be lovely...but nothing could compare to Augusta in Krissy mind...no matter how sweet it was to watch a sunset. Which, they had been doing--or started too.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Jul 26, 2010 21:56:44 GMT -5
"Oh, and like I care about that. Gee, you calling me short, Mr? I'm only a few inches short then you and not by much. I'm still growing."
Augusta chuckled softly, " sure you are..." he said, sarcasm littering his voice. He would always be the taller one, everyone knew that. Kris was just Knee-deep in The Nile. But soon Kris would figure this all out and he'd get over it. Maybe. At the current moment, the Frenchman didn't really care.He felt Kris wrap his legs around him and smiled. But when Augy felt Kris move slightly and agree that the sunset was pretty he knew something was going to-- Yup, there it was. As soon as Kris nipped at the skin on his neck he felt a shiver run down his spine as his face turned a soft shade of pink.
"Hey, Know what will make it even more gorgeous?"
Augusta purred when Kris decided to move in his little erotic ways. He pulled his head off of Kris's shoulder and looked at the blond with a smirk, his blush faded quickly. " Oh really? And what would make this wonderful sunset even better?" He said and tightened his arms and pulled the blond closer to him. Then he kissed the blonds neck a few times before chuckling. " I don't think anything could be better then a beautiful sunset..." he said softly and ran his hand trough the younger mans locks before cupping Kris's face in his hand. He ran his fingers over the eye patch Kris wore and sighed.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jul 26, 2010 22:12:41 GMT -5
" Oh really? And what would make this wonderful sunset even better? I don't think anything could be better then a beautiful sunset.."
The blond smirked still, "Use your imagination, Love." The blond moved again in the others lap, resting his hands on Augusta's shoulders. He leaned into his ear and whispered something rather--dirty into his ear, probably on how the sunset could look even better...with say, him on his back on this lovely blanket and...yeah. He chuckled then, kissing Augusta softly.
"You have the cutest blush...when it stays around." He added, watching the pretty blush fade away into something more seme like for Augusta. The blond ignored the touch to his eye patch and the sigh. He pulled his head away from the touch and moved in for the kill, kissing Augusta a bit rougher then normal, hands squeezing his shoulders.
Then he pulled away slowly, a frown on his features for a moment. He looked disheartened for a moment and slumped on his loved one, arms over Augusta shoulder and Kris chin joining.
"It's the eye patch isn't?" he asked, thinking the sigh meant that Augusta just wasn't interesting in what Kristopher was thinking of, go figure. If that was the case, the blond would work with it...somehow. "We can just ignore it...it's not a big deal." He pouted, tilting his head to nibble on the sensitive skin of Augusta's neck again.
"It really isn't." So says the man hiding his new eye from his lover, among other things.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Jul 26, 2010 22:24:42 GMT -5
"Use your imagination, Love."
Another chuckle erupted from Augusta then. He tipped his head to the side a bit when Kris spoke dirty nothings into his ear. Again with the chuckle, " Look what I've turned you into! I've created a monster!" he said before kissing the bond back in their soft exchanges. When Kris pulled away from Augy's touch he was a bit offended, until Kris caught him off guard with a rough kiss. That wasn't really normal of the blond, but Kristopher had surprised him and Augy didn't have enough time to truly kiss back before the blonds lips were gone. He had to suppress a whimper then the blond slumped down and stopped kissing him.
"It's the eye patch isn't? We can just ignore it...it's not a big deal. It really isn't."
"Ah..." Augusta was again taken by surprise, " It's not--" But then Kris went for his neck again, Augusta shuddered at the touch to his unnaturally sensitive neck. He felt his face heat up again as he finished speaking. " It's not that it's a turn-off or anything Kris.... I don't know it just makes me upset, it reminds me of how I almost lost you... Just like my scar reminds you of the same thing... " he chuckled a bit, trying to lighten the mood as he let his hands run up under the blonds shirt. " The patch makes me feel like you're hiding from me..." he said softly and let his hands run up the blonds scarred and tattooed back.
The Frenchman let his fingers travel back down and rest on the younger mans hips as he kissed the blonds ear playfully. " I just like you better with the patch off is all, cause I don't care about the eye or anything... I'm just glad you're still here with me..."
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jul 26, 2010 22:40:24 GMT -5
" It's not that it's a turn-off or anything Kris.... I don't know it just makes me upset, it reminds me of how I almost lost you... Just like my scar reminds you of the same thing... I just like you better with the patch off is all, cause I don't care about the eye or anything... I'm just glad you're still here with me..."
The blond stayed where he was for a long moment, letting Augusta touch his skin and kiss his ear. He sighed softly against his love and didn't move, but after a few moments he wrapped his arms around his neck. "Really?" he said softly, "You don't care about my eye...?"
He wondered on this for a moment, Augusta had no idea what Kristopher's eye had become and he had kept it hidden from Augusta for sometime. He was pretty afraid of what the human slave would do. Afterall, Augusta wasn't a fan of change or boogies---and this eye was a gift from a boogie.
"You know I love you, more then anything right." He said, leaning back up and kissing Augusta on the lips, hands resting on either side of the boys neck. Augusta so didn't know how right he was about the eye patch---Kristopher was hiding from him--hiding a lot actually.
Leaning forward again, Kristopher krissed Augusta's scar, "I don't care about your scar, it's just a part of you, like my eye is a part of me." He smiled softly, allowing his hands to trail down Augusta's chest, moving up under the fabric to touch the warm skin that was hidden from him.
However, his feelings where suddenly conflicing over wanting to tell Augusta to remove the patch and not at the same time.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Jul 26, 2010 22:57:36 GMT -5
"Really? You don't care about my eye...?"
Augy smiled, he really didn't care about the scars or his blind eye. He loved Kristopher for both his personality and his appearance. He didn't care that Kris was disfigured, he loved him anyway. Some part of him loved the scarred eye, how it fit on Kristopher's face, it was a twisted feeling, but it was there. After all Kris and Augy were both disfigured in multiple ways so why should it bother him? " Well, at first I hated it... But now I realize that I love you just the way you are, disfigured and all..." said the Frenchman happily.
"You know I love you, more then anything right."
" Yeah, of course... Why are you asking such odd things Kris?" he paused as he felt Kris put both hands on his neck. " Is something wrong?" he asked and moved his hands back to the small of Kris's back, letting his warm fingers touch Kris's tattooed back.
"I don't care about your scar, it's just a part of you, like my eye is a part of me."
Augusta pulled away just slightly when Kris kissed the scar the trailed over his right eye. He was still really sensitive about it. He hated it, he could compare the scar to a tumor, a horrible devilish thing that was poisoning him. Just this week he had broken two plates because he had seen his reflection in them.
That scar did more then just damage his skin, that's for sure. But right after he pulled away he muttered a soft 'I'm sorry.' Since he knew it hurt Kris to see him flinch like that. He couldn't help it though. Habit he guessed. Augusta felt Kris's hands travel up under his shirt and he smiled softly, " You act like something wrong..." he stated and then kissed the blond passionately for a good while, pulling Kristopher even closer, if that was even possible. After he broke off the kiss he sighed and laid his forehead against his counterparts.
" K--Kris if there is something wrong... You know you can tell me, right?"
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jul 26, 2010 23:06:45 GMT -5
" Well, at first I hated it... But now I realize that I love you just the way you are, disfigured and all...Yeah, of course... Why are you asking such odd things Kris?...is soemthing wrong?"
Something wrong? He supposed there was, he wasn't sure what to tell Augusta or how to tell him that his eye really wasn't...what one would call normal anymore, So he said nothing as Augusta looked at him, Kris was pondering.
He closed his green eye with a sigh, enjoying his love touches and the kisses he received from him. God, he hated to ruin this moment because he was certain Augusta would probably cry or glare at his new eye and say nothing.
" You act like something wrong...K--Kris if there is something wrong... You know you can tell me, right?"
The boy licked his lips, ran his hands up Augusta's chest again, returning the kiss with as much as passion as Augusta showed him. He broke away then looking Augusta in the eyes, as if he was looking for an answer. "Right." He said softly, he could trust Augusta. He would understand...he would still love Kristopher anyways...even with the eye of a boogie.
Leaning again forward again he kissed Augusta on the mouth then broke it. "Alright..." He said in a voice that hide his mixed emotions and slight fear. "Take it off..." By it, he meant his eye patch, it was time to face the music, Kristopher however kept his eyes closed.
He needed Augusta to see...
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Jul 26, 2010 23:22:44 GMT -5
Oh Augy hated this silence, he had always hated silence since he met Kris. It was like his whole personality did a 180 after he met Kristopher. He used to be shy and dark and quite, but now he was...well... Augy. But he didn't like how Kris wasn't talking. The only thing that reassured him was the fact that Kristopher kissed him back, that was a tiny bit of comfort. Augusta waited for an answer. He was worried that something really bad was happening, he didn't want any bad news, not right now.
"Alright... Take it off..."
Augusta looked at Kris for a second, he wouldn't mind if they had just kept kissing but if there was something Kris needed him to know, he would bear with it. He was a bit confused for a second before it clicked in his head. Was it something with Kris's eye? Did it get worse? Did it fall out out!? The Frenchman tried not to worry so much as he obeyed. He let his hands leave the younger mans shirt and he gently took off the patch that hid Kristopher's used-to-be blind eye. The scars were still there but Kris had his eyes closed, so he couldn't see much of it.
" K--Kris... What is this about? You...You're scaring me..."
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jul 26, 2010 23:30:58 GMT -5
" K--Kris... What is this about? You...You're scaring me..."
He was afraid? Hell, so was Kris, he knew Augys temperament and he wasn't sure how his loved one was going to handle this...but whatever Augy said or did, Kristopher would live with it. He wouldn't make it into a big deal.
"Sorry, I don't mean too." He offered softly, he even offered Augusta a small smile. The blond then opened his eyes, looking Augusta right in the face and in his eyes. That was what Kristopher was unsure of telling Augusta.
Right there, was one green eye and then one red one, the color of fresh blood. It looked directly at Augusta, it was more boogie looking the human. For no human could have an eye that brightly colored red, nor would a human's pupil turn from a slitted pupil to round like it just did while adjusting to the light that touched it. The red eye was so clear that Augusta could almost see his own reflection within the eye, like a well polished mirror.
He raised a hand and touched his own eye and chuckled softly, "I honestly....wasn't sure how to break the news...to you." The blond spoke softly to his lover, he then went silent. Uncertain what Augusta might say or do right about now. So he tired to be helpful, "I--I can see out of it...and everything..." His voice seemed to turn shameful then as he slowly lowered his gaze.
God he felt so nervous right now and he really shouldn't, he wanted to say more about the eye but didn't. Not right now.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Jul 27, 2010 22:23:05 GMT -5
"Sorry, I don't mean too."
"It's alright it's jus--"
Oh... god... What was wrong with Kris's eye? The Frenchman's black eyes widened, his face morphed from calm to scared in seconds. What he was seeing was something he couldn't quite understand. What ha happened to Kristopher's old eye? His blind one was gone. Did it change or was it replaced? On why did that pupil... And suddenly Augy started to put the pieces together. Kris's eye was replaced by an eye that was no were near human. Which only meant one thing in this world, the eye was that of a Boogie.
"I honestly....wasn't sure how to break the news...to you. I--I can see out of it...and everything..."
Augusta wanted to turn away from this but that red eye had him locked on. He couldn't bear to pull his gaze away from the deep pool of red were Kris's real eye used to be. It was like an impostor. Augy couldn't help but think, what if the eye made Kris sick, what if the eye changed Kristopher? What then? What if the eye was a spy and was working with a Boogie, like a telephone? Did the blond have this done to him willingly or was it... Or did she force this on him?
The dark haired man had mixed feelings about this whole thing. He was angry, scared, and even a little bit happy. Happy for Kris that he wasn't blind, but angry that it was a Boogies eye, angry that Nae did this to his Kristopher, scared that this Boogie-eye would hurt him or Kris... who knew that that thing could do... Hell, it might have powers of it's own. Who knew?
" I..." Augusta shook his head and pushed Kris off of his lap gently, he moved away from Kris and sat on his knees. " Do you... Uh..." Augusta looked away. He couldn't look at Kris with that...that... thing in his head. " I--If it doesn't hurt you then... I..." He was starting to lose his words, " AS long as it's not... hurting you or... doing anything... I guess I'll just... d--deal..." he said softly, still keeping his gaze at the ground. He clenched his hands into fists. He was so confused. His feelings were too mixed for hi to even try to comprehend.
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Post by Kristopher Roberts on Jul 27, 2010 22:39:03 GMT -5
" I...Do you... Uh...I--If it doesn't hurt you then... I...AS long as it's not... hurting you or... doing anything... I guess I'll just... d--deal..."
He wasn't too thrilled at being removed from Augusta's lap, nor was he happy with the fact that Augusta was stuttering like a drunk. Moving about his words with uncertainty and confusion. The blond lowered his head as he bent his knees, resting his elbow upon them. "It doesn't bother me. It's just an eye replacement, a gift." A gift from Naelona, which meant if she wanted too she could take it back for whatever reason, but he doubted she ever would.
His two colored eyes looked towards August, eyes glancing at the clenched fists. His mouth suddenly felt dry, he wasn't sure why but it did. Maybe it was the fact that Augusta had his fist clenched so tightly.
Testing his luck, Kristopher moved over to Augusta and took a fist in his hand. He wanted to tell Augy that he didn't have to look at it or ever mess with the eye but that was a lie. Augusta would have to look at it at some point, he needed to get over the fact Kris had part of a boogie in him. Bring the fist to his lips, he kissed it softly and pulled the fist loose and placed the hand to the side of his face, near the new eye.
"It's just an eye...see." Running Augusta's fingers down the side of his new eye, he would feel the spiderweb like scars on his counterparts face. Kristopher didn't hold the hand tightly and so Augusta could pull away if he wanted too.
"Just...don't look at me like I ran over your dog."
Nope, no dog got ran over but he sure as hell killed the mood. Maybe it was repairable? He let go of the hand, letting it go where ever it wanted, Kristopher's own hand snaked up Augusta's arm slowly.
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Post by Augusta Davingoun on Jul 27, 2010 22:54:00 GMT -5
"It doesn't bother me. It's just an eye replacement, a gift."
Yeah well, not all gifts were good ones. Not in Augy's mind.
Augusta was trying to keep clam, he wasn't sure what to say or do or even think about the eye. The monster residing in Kris's eye socket. It seemed that when Augy was starting to mentally become Boogie-like, Kris was going to do the same, except physically. Though there wasn't really one emotion you could pin to Augusta as of this moment. He was just, feeling a lot of different things. He just couldn't see that red eye sitting in place of the green one. It just wasn't...right...
When the blond took his fist, Augy didn't pull away. But he didn't look at Kris either, he didn't think he could right now. He didn't even want to know who it came from or how long the Boogie-eye had been there, knowing those fact would just make it worse. The Frenchman allowed Kris to move and loosen his fist, but when his counterpart put his hand so close to that... that impostor-eye, his hand began to shake just slightly. He was scared, the only reason he was so angry at Boogie was because he was so scared. He feared them, and fear was weakness, so to cover that up he showed anger. He killed them so as not to be killed. It's a dog-eat-dog world out there, you either eat or get eaten.
"It's just an eye...see. Just...don't look at me like I ran over your dog."
Augusta still kept his gaze away from Kristopher, he didn't look when Kris spoke, he didn't move at all really. After Kristopher finished talking Augusta lifted his head just slightly, " I... It's not just an eye..." he muttered. But he looked away when he actually spoke in a regular tone, " It's not that I think badly of you but... That... thing... You know how I feel about them and I just... cannot accept that one of their... eyes is apart of you..." he said as he felt Kris's hand run up his arm. Augusta didn't move his hand from the side of Kris's face as he cautiously moved his hand back across the blonds cheek and then through his counterpart's long locks.
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